Monday, September 28, 2009

Inspiration

The idea for this painting came to me

on the road to Phoenix.

A semi-truck passed and as it did I noticed a big dirty smudge on it's back door.Reminded me of a circle head on a square chestwith a lamb across the shoulders.I made a quick sketch-reminderand took it to canvas a few weeks later.

I never know for sure what's going to happenas the process of painting occurs.I have an idea–like a seed.Sometimes it turns into the plant and floweryou imagined it might be.Sometimes it’s a surprise—a miracle or challenge.

The title of a painting usuallycomes to me as I'm painting and the story is unfolding.Other times like this one, it waits till the end.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Meeting on the Path

It happened at sun set.Dillon was out taking his usual walk around the yardlooking for interesting things to photograph.He was on his way up the gravel path toward the garden tables.

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This time of year it's almost like a jungle path!Lavender, mint, and red berry bushes are spreading out and over,Trees dropping all sorts of things to the ground,and those sword shaped Dutch iris leaves along the edge—4 foot tall by now-- have already started to turn brown and lay down for winter.

Dillon moseyed on wishing he had a machete to clear this annoying vegetation.

Then he stopped...looked down,And there just before him amongst the twigs and chat on the overgrown pathwas what looked like a piece of rope?What!Rope that m o v e s ?

Snake!Awakened abruptly from his warm end of day nap--scared out of his wits!Reared his venomous little head.